Long nights out.

He, Dream I had once. I was walkin' in the woods, I don't know why. Wind came up and blew me hat off.

She, And you chased it, right? You ran and ran, finally caught up to it and you picked it up. But it wasn't a hat anymore and it changed into something else, something wonderful.

He again, Nah, it stayed a hat and no, I didn't chase it. Nothing more foolish than a man chasin' his hat.

O Góis.